Chasing, with eager hands and eyes, The beautiful blue damsel-flies, * That flutter'd round the jasmine stems, Like winged flowers or flying gems:- And, near the boy, who tired with play Now nestling 'mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount
From his hot steed, and on the brink Of a small imaret's rustic fount Impatient fling him down to drink. Then swift his haggard brow he turn'd To the fair child, who fearless sat, Though never yet hath day-beam burn'd Upon a brow more fierce than that,— Sullenly fierce-a mixture dire,
Like thunder-clouds, of gloom and fire! In which the PERI's eye could read Dark tales of many a ruthless deed ; The ruin'd maid-the shrine profaned-
Oaths broken—and the threshold stain’d
* "You behold there a considerable number of a remarkable species of beautiful insects, the elegance of whose appearance and their attire procured for them the name of Damsels.”— SONNINI.
With blood of guests!-there written, all, Black as the damning drops that fall From the denouncing Angel's pen, Ere mercy weeps them out again!
Yet tranquil now that man of crime (As if the balmy evening time Soften'd his spirit) look'd and lay, Watching the rosy infant's play :- Though still, whene'er his eye by chance Fell on the boy's, its lurid glance
Met that unclouded, joyous gaze, As torches, that have burnt all night Through some impure and godless rite, Encounter morning's glorious rays.
But hark! the vesper-call to prayer, As slow the orb of day-light sets, Is rising sweetly on the air,
From SYRIA's thousand minarets! The boy has started from the bed Of flowers, where he had laid his head,
And down upon the fragrant sod
Kneels, with his forehead to the south, Lisping th' eternal name of God
From purity's own cherub mouth, And looking, while his hands and eyes Are lifted to the glowing skies, Like a stray babe of Paradise,
Just lighted on that flowery plain,
And seeking for its home again!
Oh 'twas a sight-that Heaven-that ChildA scene, which might have well beguiled Even haughty EBLIS of a sigh
For glories lost and peace gone by!
And how felt he, the wretched Man Reclining there—while memory ran O'er many a year of guilt and strife, Flew o'er the dark flood of his life, Nor found one sunny resting-place,
Nor brought him back one branch of grace! "There was a time," he said in mild, Heart-humbled tones-" thou blessed child! "When young and haply pure as thou, "I look'd and pray'd like thee-but now—
He hung his head-each nobler aim And hope and feeling, which had slept From boyhood's hour, that instant came Fresh o'er him, and he wept-he wept !
Blest tears of soul-felt penitence! In whose benign, redeeming flow Is felt the first, the only sense
Of guiltless joy that guilt can know.
"There's a drop," said the PERI," that down from the moon
"Falls through the withering airs of June Upon EGYPT's land,* of so healing a power, "So balmy a virtue, that even in the hour "That drop descends, contagion dies,
"And health reanimates earth and skies!
Oh, is it not thus, thou man of sin,
"The precious tears of repentance fall?
Though foul thy fiery plagues within,
"One heavenly drop hath dispell'd them all!"
* The Nucta, or Miraculous Drop, which falls in Egypt precisely on Saint John's day, in June, and is supposed to have the effect of stopping the plague.
And now-behold him kneeling there By the child's side, in humble prayer, While the same sun-beam shines upon The guilty and the guiltless one,
And hymns of joy proclaim through Heaven The triumph of a Soul Forgiven!
'Twas when the golden orb had set, While on their knees they linger'd yet, There fell a light, more lovely far Than ever came from sun or star, Upon the tear that, warm and meek, Dew'd that repentant sinner's cheek: To mortal eye this light might seem A northern flash or meteor beam- But well the enraptured PERI knew 'Twas a bright smile the Angel threw From Heaven's gate, to hail that tear Her harbinger of glory near!
"Joy, joy for ever! my task is done"The Gates are pass'd, and Heaven is won! "Oh! am I not happy? I am, I am
"To thee, sweet Eden! how dark and sad
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